In the winding roads of discovery sometimes you miss things that are right in front of you. I can’t pinpoint for sure when I initially heard the name Gogol Bordello but I do know for sure I definitely ignored their music. It wasn’t for some sort of protest against, as they call it, “Gypsy Punk” but more than likely because I was just too damn lazy to give it the attention I thought it didn’t deserve. Yesterday a co-worker of mine was listening to a heavily mid-eastern styled band that infused some good ol’ rock-n-roll vibes and weaved in carnival type themes as well. I walked past his office, which apparently made him happy – this is rarely the case – and he called me in to give these guys a listen. I gave a quick listen as we chatted and, as we often do, veered off into some kind of discussion about John Stamos or Bob Saget’s drug fueled life after his stint as Danny Tanner on Full House. Despite our deviations from the initial topics I did leave his office with a new task and a new band to check out.
Eclectic music is something I love. Usually the weirder the better, as long as it has some kind of musical direction to it and is not just a person turning nobs on a synthesizer and whispering into a microphone. That Handsome Devil and Frank Zappa are the first two artists that come to mind in this situation. So I sat down at my computer and played “Start Wearing Purple”, if I could smash my computer with excitement while only keeping the speakers intact I would have. I honestly don’t know why that is my first inclination to hearing something I love but alas, I can’t explain why I do a lot of the things I do. The pure audacity in performing music like this is so eye opening and so inspiring it had me wanting to smash plates as if I was at a Greek wedding. The back beat rhythm gives it a, of all things, polka feel while still keeping the music refreshingly modern and progressive. Just the thought of the music is causing a sensation in my entire body that I have to keep compressed because dancing on my desk is frowned upon by the powers to be. Either way I was late to the Gogol Bordello party, it’s a good thing they never stop though because I may have just found my favorite new artist.